Busta Rhymes - Killin' Em Lyrics
[Hook]You killin em baby (you know that baby)You killin em baby (you know that baby)You killin em baby (you know that baby)You killin em baby (you know that baby)You killin em baby (you know that baby)You killin em baby (you know that baby)You killin em baby (you know that baby)You killin em baby (you know that baby)[Busta Rhymes]It's getting warm in here; lemme roll my sleeves upYou Fettuccine Alfredo niggas is gasI respect your effort, but I'm afraid your ass is trashFunny but I always seem to have the last laughAnd bag a ***** with the potato bag assYesterday I was quiet and made the ass gladToday I dropped another heater and it made they ass mad*****ers, we have got it in a bag and in the stashThen do the shit that make the *****es act badSee this moment is addictive mother*****erHow I kill shit, they say, “he a vindictive mother*****erâ€ÂI see the way niggers be hating when I get in the spotThey *****es be hallucinating when I spitAin't no replacement when I quit so sickGot them singing I'm amazing when I shitWhen they come and see the movie and they sitThey would come to witness it, I was the greatest in the flickThis movie has been brought to you by The ConglomerateUncle L, talk to ‘em![Hook][LL Cool J]Ladies love me, I'm on my BreezyUncle L, future of the funkWithout my stamp on it, how this joint gonna bump?Let them taste the vintage, they want a free lunchI guess they don't know we playing ourselves, TrumpOur nose in the air looking all stopped upThis is the anti-hista-green for the broke pop slutYou wanna impress me? Start manning upSay something that sound like you piss standing upYou're lucky I made it out, the hood's bad enoughGet you for your Gucci, leave your face tatted upFlash back the skunk, el producto bluntMore green behind me, the fake gold frontsI ain't drop a verse in like 36 monthsAll I see BS, y'all need to quick stuntDamn, right, like it's Midas when you touchYour career's like a hymen: once it's gone, you're *****ed[Hook][Busta Rhymes]Now you know it's impossible to stop me now, right?You see I'm back to yoke up the game in a chokeholdPut you to shame like the barrel was engraved in your nose holeYou gonna bounce to the next groove: I'm back *****Better get to rethinking your best moveMoney to get, beating the pavement, gotta goWhere passports and visas and *****es waiting in MonacoAs I return to handle my bizYou know exactly what it is[Hook]
